My Gorgeous Mobster (JenLisa)

Chapter 2: Owned

Jennie had gotten irritated and annoyed
waiting for the mobster’s granddaughter. Okay, maybe the Manobans did have legitimate businesses now, but who knew if they were still using them as fronts and had illegal activities they were getting their money from? Jennie wasn’t usually this judgmental, but why would her grandfather have asked the Manobans for help? That only meant that they were the ones who talked to the Parks, signifying they were still connected to that mob family.

She wasn’t sure who was the lesser evil. She didn’t have any interest in those kinds of people. She had to admit she was a little frightened by them. Who wouldn’t be scared? And she already loathed Lalisa Manoban because she was afraid of her. She was not used to feeling this way. She hated these kinds of emotions.

Jennie had already planned what she would say to the woman. She realized that she could not show any sign of weakness. That’s what some people usually did: show any weakness, and they would pound on it like a dog with a bone. She was at a disadvantage in this situation, and that was enough. She wouldn’t tolerate being a sitting duck anymore.

They had taken advantage of a sick man—her father. They had exploited his gambling problem to the point that he got addicted and made his life miserable, ruining her life as well.

She saw the Manobans and the Parks as the same conniving bastards that they were. The only difference between the two families was their surnames and how they appeared in society. The Park clan was darker, she guessed, in a way that everyone knew they were gangsters, yet no one really talked about them. The Manobans were more mysterious. People didn’t know much about them—if there was anything to know. Yet somehow, people suspected. That made them scarier.

All that, plus the fact that the old Manoban had spent years of his life in jail and had gotten out. Nobody knew how he had gotten away with only ten years. Everyone knew he was behind so many murders and illegal activities.

When he got out of prison and went abroad, the talks around the family stopped. But there were still rumors milling around that lingered. There was a rumor that the local mob he had started before he went to jail had gone international; that he had connections with the triad. It was possible, too.

And now, here she was. The lives of her whole family were now in the hands of the Manobans. She really couldn’t grasp the reason why, of all people, her grandfather had chosen to ask for their help. Of course, she trusted her halbeoji; she had no choice. He was a respected former general. He knew a lot better how the system worked.

She was so late! She complained in her mind. She thought maybe that’s how people like Lalisa Manoban really were—they didn’t care if anyone was waiting for them. Of course, they were used to being waited on. She just rehearsed the monologue she had prepared since the night before in her mind.

She had seen Lalisa Manoban before at a gathering they both attended. She also knew that she was business partners and friends with the daughter of the prime minister. She had seen them together laughing. But what did she really know? Lalisa was known as someone who liked girls. Of course, she had heard rumors before, maybe Jisoo Kim and she were something more—not that she really cared about the Thai's personal preferences. They were living their lives in different worlds. Jennie mostly spent her time on their company and her family. She was close with them; they were her world. It was the only reason she agreed to all of this. She couldn’t afford to lose any member of her family, which was bound to happen if she ran away from the problem.

When her gaze went to the entrance door of the restaurant, she saw Lalisa. She felt nervous. The blonde wasn’t even smiling.

She was sporting a white v-neck tee under a designer black jacket. She was wearing jeans and knee-high black suede boots. Jennie had to hand it to the woman; she had impressive fashion sense.